A living Ansel Adams tableau
white birches stretching heavenward
over a winter scene of white on white
A monochromatic world too bright
for my eyes behind the photo-gray lenses
the black of the bark outlines edges.
Differences in the still wood
curls and sheets on the ground too
give depth and form, to add dimension.
Planes of space, layers
the image on the emulsion
preserved in my memory.
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edited
May 9, 2015
Bark
– v2
2/25/06
21:13
Bark
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